A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Near a small valley covered with vines, a ball of white light was shooting towards this place from a distance.

In the white light, a beautiful and gentle woman in green clothes sat on a spiritual bird as white as snow.

In the blink of an eye, this spiritual bird flew over the valley like lightning. Then he retracted his wings and swooped down. Seeing that she was about to plunge into the dense vines below, the woman raised her hand and fired a spell.

Suddenly, green light flashed below, and the vines suddenly disappeared, but a green veil of light appeared.

The woman in green shirt pushed the spirit bird under her without hesitation, and with a flash of white light, it disappeared into the light curtain and disappeared.

Under the light curtain, there is another world. Six monks in green shirts are sitting in a five-pointed array in the middle of the valley.

This array is not big, only six or seven feet long. Five people were sitting cross-legged at the five corners of the magic circle, with light flashing around the edge of the magic circle, and an old man with a long beard was sitting in the middle with his eyes closed.

Suddenly the old man opened his eyes and looked up to the sky.

I saw a ball of white light slowly falling, and a moment later, the woman in green shirt came to the old man and gave a salute.

"Disciple joins Master. Now the miasma in the mountains has completely faded away. Many monks have already gone to the Fallen Demon Valley." The woman in green shirt lowered her head and said respectfully.

"Has the Ghost Spirit Sect set out yet?" The old man with a long beard asked slowly, twirling his beard. "Most of the people in the Ghost Spirit Sect haven't left yet, but a few disciples have taken the first step." The woman thought for a while and replied carefully.

"Hmph! Since the old guy from the Ghost Spirit Sect hasn't left yet, we don't have to be too hasty. As long as we keep an eye on the elders on their trip, nothing will go wrong. Junior Brother Han, you can continue to monitor them. If there is any abnormal movement, report it immediately." The old man with a long beard calmly ordered.

"Yes. Disciple, let's set off now." The woman in green shirt accepted the order without hesitation.

Then she saluted the old man again, stepped onto the spiritual bird, and flew into the air. Soon he rushed out of the light curtain and disappeared.

The old man stared at the disappearing back of the woman in green shirt, his eyes flashed with a hint of contemplation, but his expression immediately returned to normal.

The five male and female monks around the magic circle, from the time the woman in green clothes appeared to the time she left, remained motionless in place, with expressionless faces, like wooden figures.

The old man with a long beard seemed to be used to this situation and was not surprised at all. He closed his eyes again.

…

At the same time, on the top of a tall mountain a hundred miles away, a gray-robed Taoist priest in his fifties or sixties stood upright on a rock. Facing the fierce wind, the man looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes. Direction to Fallen Devil Valley.

Behind him stood two tall figures, one red and one green, two feet tall.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that the two figures have green faces, fangs, and expressionless faces. They are actually two machine puppets that look like evil ghosts.

At this moment, the Taoist priest looked back at the two puppets, with a hint of satisfaction flashing across his face, and murmured to himself.

"With the help of these two ancient puppets who are comparable to the Nascent Soul monks, the trip to the Fallen Demon Valley will definitely be fruitful." After saying this, the Taoist priest raised his hand and fired two spells.

Immediately, the two evil ghost puppets shrank sharply and flew into the big sleeves. Then the Taoist priest turned into a red light and flew through the air, in the direction of the Falling Demon Valley.

…

In another place high in the sky, three rainbows flew side by side.

In the escaping light, two old men and a woman flew towards the Falling Demon Valley.

If Han Li saw these three people, he would be immediately shocked. Because two of the three people were actually people he knew.

One of the old men in yellow robes with a sallow complexion was none other than the ancestor Linghu of Huang Maple Valley, and the pale-faced woman in white next to him with a cold expression was actually the senior elder of the Hidden Moon Sect, Nangong Wan's senior sister.

The only old man Han Li didn't recognize had high eyebrows, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, with a strange appearance and body.

The three of them were silent and just walked on. The dazzling light flashed through the air, turned into three light spots, and disappeared in an instant.

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The same situation happens from time to time near the Wanling Mountains. Many monks are confident about their trip to the Devil's Valley.

At this time, Han Li had also arrived near the Demon Falling Valley.

On a mound more than ten miles away from the entrance, he looked indifferently in the direction of Falling Demon Valley and pondered in silence.

At this time, without the need for spiritual detection, he knew that there were thousands of monks gathered within a radius of dozens of miles, and many of them were old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage hiding among them. These old monsters may not be as advanced as the three monks, but when it comes to the weird and difficult secrets and magical powers, they are not easy to deal with. But Han Li was not conceited. He really thought that except for the three great monks and Divine Master Mulan, the others had nothing to fear. A careless person will also leave his life here.

While Han Li was thinking about it, he looked at the entrance of Fallen Demon Valley from time to time.

If the monks hadn't gathered here from the beginning, Han Li wouldn't have believed that such an ordinary gap in the mountain was the entrance to the Devil's Falling Valley. But above the entrance, gray clouds were billowing, spiritual energy was surging, and there were many strange signs, which made people feel shuddered when they saw it.

From the outside, the entrance is only more than ten feet wide. Han Li put his consciousness deep into the mouth of the valley and explored it a little. As a result, after the spiritual consciousness only penetrated a hundred feet into the valley entrance, it was blocked by the inexplicable restrictions that appeared in the valley, and did not see the so-called space crack.

Although Han Li could also rely on his powerful spiritual consciousness to force a breakthrough, but facing dangerous places like Falling Demon Valley, he hesitated and cautiously withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

Afterwards, Han Li sat cross-legged on the mound, closed his eyes and fell into concentration.

Time passed little by little, and half a day later, Han Li's consciousness sensed that more and more monks were gathering here. There were a few auras among them that were vaguely familiar, and they should be people they knew.

Han Li thought for a moment and identified these people one by one, but his brows furrowed. At this moment, an angry voice suddenly came from nearby.

"The Mulan people are here! They are the Mulan monks. They really want to go into the valley to hunt for treasures."

As the sound fell, there was a commotion throughout the entrance.

Han Li was also frightened and opened his eyes to look.

I saw a strange flying car in the sky not far away, flying slowly towards here.

This car is much larger than ordinary speed cars, tapered in shape, more than twenty feet long, with a shiny silver surface and densely printed talismans. This car is no ordinary thing at first glance. In the car, there were more than a dozen immortal cultivators wearing Mulan costumes. If it’s not Master Mulan, then who is he?

When Han Li saw this situation, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Although he had heard rumors before that the Mulan people would also wade into this troubled waters, he always thought it was unlikely.

After all, although the Mulan people made peace, there were many casualties on both sides in the border battle. The Mulan people and many sects have developed deep hatreds. And without hundreds of years of subtle influence, this hatred cannot be solved so easily.

Under such circumstances, it is really incredible that the Mulan people dare to go deep into the hinterland of Tiannan and enter the Demon Falling Valley to hunt for treasure. Don't they want to take pictures of the monk who is eager for revenge and plot behind his back?

When Han Li was confused, the huge flying car flew into the air at the entrance. The faces of the people in the car can be clearly seen with the naked eye.

Han Li's eyes turned to the faces of the two leaders, and he felt a little enlightened.

Since these two people are leading the team, there is really no need to worry about ordinary monks seeking revenge on them. But how could the three great monks of Mulan allow them to come here. Han Li was still a little puzzled.

The two magicians standing at the front of the flying car showing off, one male and one female, were actually the Confucian scholar named Zhong among the Mulan priests and the woman named Le who was in charge of the ancient lantern. With the magical power of the Confucian scholar Nascent Soul, he can indeed suppress the revenge seeking of ordinary monks.

The speeding car landed on a hilltop not far from Han Li. All the magicians got out of the car one after another. The woman surnamed Le made a gesture and shrank the speeding car and put it away. The rest of the people stared at the entrance to the Fallen Demon Valley, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.

It seemed that they were as surprised as Han Li.

Just when the monks faced the arrival of the Mulan people, they all looked at each other with cold eyes and showed great hostility. On the distant horizon, light flashed again, and hundreds of rays of light suddenly appeared there and flew towards here.

"They're from the Ghost Spirit Sect!" Someone immediately recognized the origin of these escaping lights and shouted in a low voice.

The eyes that were originally looking at Master Mulan instantly looked towards the sky.

Han Li snorted in his heart and his eyes flickered uncertainly.

The speed of these escaping lights was not very fast. They flew unhurriedly to the sky above the entrance of the valley, and then landed at a distance of more than a hundred feet from the entrance.

After the light faded, more than a hundred black-clothed monks appeared, all of them Ghost Spirit Sect monks. The three leading monks standing in front of the other monks attracted Han Li's attention.

The monk on the far left among the three people, Han Li suddenly knew, was Wang Tiangu from the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Han Li's heart moved, and he glanced around, and sure enough he found Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan in the crowd.

Wang Chan seems to be fine and everything seems to be normal. Yan Ruyan on the side didn't seem to be looking very well, with a slightly haggard look.

"Did the original Yin Demon Slash not cause serious injuries to this person? Or the severed limbs were reattached, it's just that it can't be seen." Han Li's mind turned quickly, and two unconfirmed answers immediately emerged.

However, with Han Li's current cultivation and reputation, Wang Chan no longer poses a threat to him. So his eyes turned and fell on the other two Nascent Soul cultivators.

The monk in the middle is a middle-aged man wearing a large black robe with a stern face. There is an extraordinary majesty in his expression. At first glance, he seems to be a person with great power and who often gives orders.

On the right is a pale old man with white beard and hair, but his eagle eyes are shining brightly, and his body is full of strong evil aura.

These two people are both Nascent Soul cultivators, but they look very unfamiliar. They should have never participated in the border battle. But the old man was already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, which made Han Li take a few more glances.

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